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About Philadelphia

Thing that gets me riled up? The dodgy blokes exploitin’ these birds. Makes my blood boil, mate! I’m all for a good time, but when it’s forced? Nah, that’s rubbish! Reminds me of *Moolaadé*—that line, “I won’t let them cut!”—swap “cut” for “pimp out,” and I’m there, swingin’ my mojo to save the day! Happy bit? Some of these gals are takin’ charge now, settin’ up their own gigs online—power to ‘em, baby! Surprised me how smart they play it—usin’ code words, dodgin’ the fuzz. Clever as a fox in a mini skirt!

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There are millions of providers and clients seeking each other out - online is one way, but the old ways like hotel bars, brothels, massage parlors, word of mouth, and street walking still work, Missing: Gridley.

Got a few fav spots: Oops, I just dropped my count – gotta do the typos. Well, my fav street? Elm Ave, for sure. It’s quirky, artsy, and sometimes crazy as hell. I gotta say, the murals there? Total eye candy. My buddy always says, "The Turin Horse moves onward only in darkness," and the vibe here sometimes feels like that – mysterious, yet oddly inspiring.

Rock Painting Party for Kids at Quota Park